Light the candle

~Thirteen~

He grabs the parchment from the bedside table. He starts reading the marriage contract.

"You're mad." He says as he finishes reading the conditions. You intend to give me more than half your fortune if I decide to leave you. Plus I can call off the wedding whenever I want. What kind of prenup is that? He closes his eyes for a moment. Your madness touches me too. Then, without warning, he starts laughing. A beautiful, frank laugh.

Severus takes the quill and signs too. The parchment glistens and then disappears, as does the quill. For a moment he could see a scarlet link connecting his little finger to Harry's. He smiled. I'm betting on us too. He slipped the ring onto his left ring finger. Because I love you and you make me feel happy, important after all these years.

"You're my light." He smiles before settling comfortably into the young man's arms and drifting off to sleep.

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"Oh."

"What is it, Azar?" Harry looks up at his older brother. Today Azar came to re-examine the Potion Master as he said he would.

The young wizard with the green eyes of a mortal curse is massaging his wife's feet. The professor's legs are resting on the young sorcerer's thighs as he sits on the bed.

"If I hadn't seen the previous results and how your magical core was looking, I might not have thought you'd almost miscarried. And that your magical core was damaged, sister-in-law." Azar smiles broadly. The Slytherin glares at him deadly.

"You're as good as new, as if you'd never had anything. I then remove the restriction of lying down all the time. The sack containing the baby does not risk slipping. You and the baby are in perfect health. However, you must limit your use of magic." Azar announces.

"No residual magic in his body?" Harry asks. The Slytherin notices that the stiffness in the young man's shoulders has dissipated.

"No, nothing. Are you listening to me? They're both healthy." Azar scoffs annoyed.

"Are you questioning my abilities, Harry? I admit the effects take time to appear." The three wizards turn their heads towards the bedroom door, which is now open and reveals another Harry that everyone knows. This one wears glasses and is smaller and frailer. A moment later, the other Harry changes into a beautiful young ebony woman with emerald green eyes like those of the golden boy.

She could have been mistaken for the Gryffindor's twin sister if she didn't have green and silver scales visible in the corner of her green reptile eyes. Hel? Of course Harry's familiar can change in a human form. Severus scoffs mentally.

Azar and Severus noticed the burden she was carrying as she placed it in Harry's arms. Draco? The professor thought.

"Sorry, Hel. You know I wouldn't disparage your abilities, but we're talking about our hatchling and my wife. I want to be sure." The golden boy kisses the blonde's forehead in his arms, holding him like a lifeline.

"Daddy." The blond boy murmurs, burying his head in the hollow of the neck with emerald green eyes. Daddy?! Are you kidding me?!

"Our hatchling will be strong." Hel rubs the blond's hair and then approaches Azar.

"Human." Then she turns to Severus. The two wizards nod at the familiar.

"My human mate." The wyvern grinned slightly as her gaze fell on the Potion Master's belly.

"My hatchling. Yes, after escaping death the hatchling promises to be a powerful individual." Hel says fondly.

"It's true you've never seen her in this form. Meet Hel, my familiar, my best friend and also the godmother of our future child." Harry declares.